Growing Up with Dallas || C.D.

One.

This is the 15 year old. Hope you guys like this first chapter. Enjoy :) it will get better after a few chapters I promise.
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(Before)
"Momma, why can't I have a sweet 16" I whined as I sat on the couch.

"Leyah, we are not going to be that family that will be in Sweet 16 show, spending 18 million dollars on some stupid party"

"Mom, I couldn't have a fifteen and that was a Mexican tradition that we always do for 15 year olds"

My mother was white and she didn't really know any mexican traidtion. My dad is Half Mexican. But 15's look really pretty.

"Why are you so anxious to have a Sweet 16 if you just turned 15 last month"

I stayed quiet. My face went from whiny to straight.

"Mom, you have the money. Dad has no budget"

"No. And that will be my final answer. Now let me make dinner. Your brother is coming home. Mean while do your homework. You're failing"

"Blah blah blah" I told my mom walking upstairs.

Why doesn't my mom at least compromise with me for at least one second.

I always loved my dad more. Even though I don't see him most of the time. My parents are divorced. Yea... Shocker. My dad cheated on my mom with a crazy bitch.

When ever I see my dad we connect. We have a special relationship.

I especially have special relationships with his friends. His friends are 25 year olds and I honestly can say I have a thing for older men.

Of course, it will just only be a one time thing.

As I walk into my room, I go on my bed and text Angelina, my best friend, my partner in crime for Almost 13 years.

As I was texting her I heard the door bell ring. Great my brother Jacob is here from college or work. Something like that I don't follow his every move.

I'll wait here till mom screams my name to come down stairs.

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Short chapter but I just wanted to put that out of the side. I promise these chapters will get so good. I have so many good things planned.